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"All cats gather under the Highledge for a clan meeting!" Bramblestar called, standing high above his clan.
Featherpaw turned to watch. It was almoust night and she was eating with the other apprentices and Drift.
Her littermates sat on either side of her as they all shared a large rabbit. Patchpaw sat on the left of Featherpaw and Whitepaw sat on the left.
"As you all know by now, a loner has been found on our territory." Bramblestar started. "He shall join the clan and train as any other apprentice." He paused. "Drift, step forward."
Drift looked around uneasily and then took a step forward. All the clan's eyes where on the loner now.
"Drift, you have chosen to join the clan. Is that correct?" Bramblestar asked.
"It is." Drift confirmed while staring up at the leader.
"Then from now on you shall be known as Driftpaw. I shall be your mentor. Your training starts as soon as your wounds are healed but untill then you are to stay in camp." Bramblestar jumped down from the Highledge and touched noses with Driftpaw who slightly flinched away from the touch, not knowing that he was going to do that.
"Driftpaw Driftpaw!" About half the cats called, Featherpaw was one of them.
"Go get some sleep." Bramblestar told him, sitting down and curling his brown tabby tail over his paws.
Driftpaw nodded and then looked twords Featherpaw and her littermates and then padded over.
"There is a new nest in the den for you, Driftpaw." Patchpaw announced a little too excitedly.
"Thanks." Driftpaw mewed.
"Come on, lets go." Patchpaw turned and almoust bounced into the apprentice den.
"Okay." Driftpaw agreed and followed her.
Featherpaw glanced towards Whitepaw who muttered something under his breath too quietly for her to understand.
"What?" Featherpaw asked him.
"I don't like this new tom." Whitepaw mewed, but still in a whispered voice as if he did not want anyone to know.
"Why not?" Featherpaw asked a little too quickly, pelt prickling. She suddenly felt like she had to defend the newest apprentice. "He did nothing wrong." She told him a little too roughly.
Whitepaw smiled smugly. "You like him don't you?"
"No!" Featherpaw gasped, tail lashing.
"Whatever." Whitepaw rolled his eyes. "Come on, it has been a long day. Lets go sleep." He led the way into the apprentice den.
Featherpaw followed, tail still lashing back and forth quickly. She flopped down in her nest then turned to listen to what Patchpaw was saying to Driftpaw.
"So where are you from?" Patchpaw asked, eyes twinkling slightly with curiosity as she leaned forward in her nest.
Driftpaw looked away quickly. "I don't want to talk about it." He whispered.
"Are you sure? Is it really that bad?" Patchpaw asked him.
"Patchpaw. Stop." Whitepaw told her with a slight growl. Patchpaw responded by flattening her ears to her head.
Just then the other apprentices came in. Smokepaw, Honeypaw, Windpaw, and Stripepaw.
"Hi." Featherpaw greeted them.
"Don't talk to me." Smokepaw growled, stomping past her and then laying down in his nest in the corner of the den.
Honeypaw followed, laying down in her nest next to him and shooting Featherpaw another apologetic look.
Featherpaw blinked and flicked her tail, telling her that it was fine. She was used to this kind of reaction from Smokepaw.
Windpaw and Stripepaw chattered excitedly like little kits about to become apprentices, while they both layed in their nests.
Patchpaw started with her chatting again. "So, how did you get hurt? You are your parents? How did you fine the clan?"
"Patchpaw, why don't you just go to sleep. Maybe I can answer in the morning." Driftpaw suggested kindly.
Patchpaw nodded quickly "Sure."
Featherpaw rolled over in her nest, letting her belly show as she layed there.
"Good night." Whitepaw mewed from the right of Featherpaw.
"Night everyone!" Patchpaw yelled and then shrake back into her nest as Smokepaw yelled at her.
Featherpaw sighed and tuned the angery tom out as she tried to sleep. She soon drifted off into sleep.
Featherpaw opened her eyes and noticed that she was standing in an unfamiliar clearing. The trees where tall and the bushes where low to the ground and she stood in a large, silver clearing. The clearing was bathed in silver from the cold night sky above her.
Featherpaw looked around the silent space, tail twitching every now and then. Thin mist swirled around her paws.
"Hello Featherpaw." A soft voice behind her said. From the sound it was a she-cat.
Featherpaw turned and quickly and saw a strong blue-grey she-cat standing in front of her. The she-cat's bright blue eyes where watching her.
"Who are you?" Featherpaw asked, having no clue who thie cat could be.
"I am Bluestar." The she-cat answered her, she seemed unbothered by the question.
Before Featherpaw could ask another question she went on.
"Featherpaw, I am here to tell you something." Bluestar mewed calmly and then dropped into a whispered voice. "The feather must find the new evil that grows every day. Find it and kill the evil soul or all the clans will be lost in blood."
With that, Bluestar disappeared. She left Featherpaw standing in the silver, mist filled clearing alone.
"What...?" Featherpaw asked blinking confused. "Wait! What does that mean!" She called when she saw that the old leader had left.
Suddenly the territory around her shifted and she was standing on an island. The island had a large clearing and a huge tree in frount of her with bushes and smaller trees that lined the clearing. It would have been normal but dead and wounded cats layed across the ground and a thick layer of blood was on the ground and patches of fur layed around. Splattered on the trees and bushes where blood as well and there was only a full moon in the sky, no stars.
Wails of pain and lose made her ears ring as she gazed arouns the unmoving clearing and the smell of blood and death hit her nose. It made her want to puke but she held it back. She looked closer into the shadows and saw eyes, hundreds of them. They stared at her, burning into her pelt. They where hungery for battle, blood, and death.
Suddenly the ground benith her shifted and she fell away into darkness. All she saw was darkness and could only feel her falling. Falling... Falling...
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